Six Years...

This day six years ago, the first day of holidays after lunch Max and I laid down on the floor of our living room for a nap. 

I woke around 3 pm and Max woke up too. But suddenly he had trouble breathing and within a minute he passed away. 

My Max took his last breath while I was watching him. I was broken but I was peaceful. I knew that organic creatures have a shelf life. I will take my last breath in the same house and in the same place in the living room - somehow I know this only wish and desire of mine will come true.

Today by sheer accident, a big plant in our home fell and by sheer coincidence, I moved the plant where Max passed away, added more soil to the plant and saved it. A place where one life left, another lived to see another day. This is life. Full of randomness. 

Today after lunch, I laid down on the couch to take a nap. Garph as usual jumped on me and sat on me purring and ready to take a nap. Neo was next to me looking outside, and not in the mood to take a nap. 

Before I dozed off, I was amazed how little things are the most beautiful moments. Six years ago, this day was the worst day of my life but I kept breathing... and today little Garphy and Neo needed me by them, 

I miss you Max. You gave me a beautiful life. An immensely beautiful life.